Thirteen

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Bella and Charlie sat in Cassie's room, anxious for her to wake up, Charlie having already called his ex-wife to let her know what happened. Bella sat by her sister, clutching her hand in her own, her brown eyes never leaving her sister's rising and falling chest.

Charlie looked at his daughters and his heart grew heavy, he could tell and he knew that when Cassie passed Bella would never be the same, she would only be a shell of the person she was now. The same would happen if the situation was reversed.

"Bells.." he began, getting up from the couch, his eyes never leaving the two of them.

"She's going to be okay;" Bella interrupted him, a bit harshly. Charlie opened his mouth but closed it quickly after, knowing that there was nothing that he could say that would change his daughter's mind.

"I was going to ask you if you wanted anything to eat or drink." he decided to lie, Bella's eyes moved to him, allowing him to see how haunted they were, how scared she truly was for her sister. 

"Just water." she said after a few moments of silence, silently deciding what she wanted, or rather if she wanted anything.

Charlie walked out of the room leaving alone the two sisters, Bella instantly turning back to her twin and bringing her hand to her lips. "Come on Cass," Bella whispered, closing her eyes and allowing a few tears to finally fall down her face, she hated the times in which she fainted or nearly fainted from her lungs filling up with liquid. 

The times in which her sister laid motionless in a hospital bed, looking like a corpse. "You can't go yet, I'm sorry about what I said this morning, you were right, you're going to die sooner rather than later, and I'm not ready for that, so please, fight, fight a little while longer, stay with me just a while longer..."

Bella's voice was so weak and so helpless that if anyone heard it, it would've had them in tears.

"I'll try..." Cassie's hoarse and weak voice replied, making the youngest of the sisters let out a screech, that sounded like her name, and jump on top of the bed. Her arms gingerly going around Cassie's figure, hugging her tightly. "I'm still here Bells, you know I have to arrive fashionably late for my date with Death." Cassie told her, painfully hugging her sister back, unknowingly making her sister feel worse.

That was until she felt her sister's strong emotion through their twin bond, silently telling her that something was wrong and that she was unaware of it, although she did in fact know of it, how could she not?

She knew that she'd been in an inhuman amount of pain recently, but the need to keep it to herself as to not worry anyone told her all she needed to know, and her sister's words and reaction merely told her all she needed to know. That her metastasis had spread and her days alive were numbered.

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